Hello everyone, here's the 6th chapter already! First of all I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, I really appreciate it! Also thank you to the new favorites and followers of the story.

As requested this is the one where Steve picks Peter up from school on his Harley, if you haven't read the third chapter yet, I recommend you do so before reading this one.

Enjoy and let me know what you thought!

Previously in the 3rd chapter;

All week after Peter had sprayed his mentor's face in web fluid he'd been expecting him to either yell at him, scold him of prank him back but neither of those had happened. Tony had been very calm all weekend as if nothing had happened. At first he thought he might have taken things a bit too far, until he'd seen a picture of Tony on the fridge saturday morning, face covered in web fluid.

Peter pushed the school door open all the while listening to Ned's rambling about his new lego set that he wanted to build with him next weekend. He nodded along as he searched the school grounds for Happy's car. His stomach dropped, however, when his eyes landed upon a familiar face, waving at him enthusiastically.

In between waves he was taking pictures with some of his fellow classmates and answering their questions politely.

In that moment he knew why Tony had been acting as if nothing had happened, he was waiting for the right moment to get back at him, which was now. If he could he would sink through the floor, maybe he could ask Doctor Strange to teach him about creating and disappearing through one of those portals?

"Dude...is that–" Ned stopped mid question as he gaped at his idol standing mere feet away from him.

"Yep that is Captain America picking me up on his freaking motorcycle..."

Please kill me now...

"Dude you get to ride on the back of Captain America's Harley, why are you not jumping with joy right now?" Ned asked him while he still eyed his idol, well second idol after Tony Stark that is, with that wonderstruck expression which was the reason for Peter not letting him accompany him to the Tower and introducing him to the Avengers.

Peter was not excited about this for a couple of reasons. One being the fact that he was yet again being picked up by an Avenger for all of his classmates to witness, giving Flash even more ammo to bully him with and it would inevitably lead to more questions.

Questions he can't answer truthfully without exposing him for the superhero he is.

The second reason why he's not excited is the fact that every time he got picked up by an Avenger, they embarrassed him in front of everyone.

Now he knows Steve is not the type of guy to do this on purpose, per se, but Steve is well...Steve. Genuinely a nice guy who doesn't necessarily know he's embarrassing him when he asks if school was 'swell'...,yeah poor guy still has a lot to learn.

The third and final reason? He's never ridden on the back of a motorcycle before and truth be told; he is terrified.

"Because now everyone will want to know why Captain America is picking me up from school ooh and I've never been on a motorcycle before and I was hoping I'd never have to!" Peter's voice rose a few octaves as he exclaimed the last part about him having to be on a Harley.

Ned quirked up an eyebrow. "What? A motorcycle is awesome dude! Especially when you get to ride on it with none other than Captain America! Your are so lucky, you are gonna love it, trust me!"

Now it was Peter's turn to fix his best friend with a confused expression. "How would you know, have you ever been on one?"

"Well no...but–" Ned was cut off by Steve yelling Peter's name. He was probably wondering why he hadn't made his way over to him yet as he'd waved at him before, signalling where he was waiting for him.

Peter sighed in defeat, shoulders slumped, as the small crowd surrounding the Avenger now focussed on him. He was sure the questions would follow soon.

Why they were still in awe every time an Avenger picked him up was a mystery to him, surely they ought to be used to it by now right? He knows the Avengers, they know him what more is there to it? Wrong.

You know Captain America as well? This was the first question directed at him, he ignored it though. "Hey Steve." Peter finally addressed the man leaning against his motorcycle.

"Hey kid how...oh! I Know you," He converted his gaze toward Ned as he noticed him for the first time, "you must be Peter's best friend, Ned right?" Collective gasps sounded all around.

Ned faced him, mouth agape, struggling to form words or will his body to move as Steve extended his hand at him.

"Uhm...yes...that's uh...I...I'm Ned...mr. Captain...Rogers...America...sir" Ned struggled to form a coherent sentence as he nervously shook Steve's hand.

Steve smiled at him kindly. "I've heard a lot of great things about you, it's nice to finally meet you." Ned nearly fainted right then and there. He looked at Peter, mouth hanging open once again.

"You...you've...you've heard about me? Captain America heard about me...ME! Can you believe that Peter?!" Peter chuckled at his best friend's reaction. "I know cause I told them about you, you are my best friend remember?" Peter paused for a moment before turning his attention to Steve. "Speaking of Ned, I was thinking about riding with him on the subway and find my own way to the Tower from there."

Steve quirked up an eyebrow before his lips twitched into a smirk. "Tony said you might try something like this, which is why he gave me clear instructions not to take no for an answer, you're riding with me kid. Besides, this gives you time to help me out with a certain matter...or well someone...I–" Peter plowed over him as he said this, all fear of catching a ride on a motorcycle forgotten instantly.

"You're finally going to ask Nat out?!" At this point Peter had completely forgotten that they still had an audience.

His fellow classmates were still baffled by the fact that he not only knew Captain America but he also gave him dating advice? They had no idea of the extent of his realtionship with the Avengers, none at all, until now.

Lucky for him, Flash wasn't around at the moment, for he was certain the bully would've never let this slide.

Steve scratched the back of his neck awkwardly a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. "Let's talk about it at home shall we?" He handed him his spair helmet, unaware of the fact that he'd just referred to Stark Tower as home, not just as his but Peter's as well.

Peter quickly accepted the protective headgear as he was aware of Steve's little 'slip up'. Shit...we have to get out of here before the questions start up again...– "Okay let's go." He mumbled reluctantly as he took a seat behind Steve, placing his feet on the footrests.

"It was nice meeting you Ned." Steve said as he too put on his helmet and put his bike in gear.

"Likewise...Captain...mr. Rogers...sir." Ned was still a nervous mess. Steve flashed him another kind smile before telling him to call him Steve. With that said, Peter waved goodbye as they drove off.

"Slow down! Slow down please... Oh god I'm gonna die!" Steve laughed out loud and with Peter's enhanced hearing he picked it up easily over the sound of the wind rushing past them.

"How is this funny?! God if May finds out about this...she'll kill you and Mr. Stark!" Peter screamed over the sound of the wind. His only response was another laugh. "Just relax kid, enjoy it."

"Easy for you to say, you weren't forced into this...Mr. Stark is so going to pay for this..."

Steve could feel the tension in Peter's hands, holding onto his sides. They would squeeze him every so often when he sped up, holding onto him for dear life. The first few minutes, he really was terrified. As he slowly got used to the feeling though, he started to relax.

Peter's screams of anguish seized up, which was a relief to Steve's own sensitive hearing.

His heartbeat slowed down to a normal rhythm, the tension slipped out of his muscles and a small smile appeared on his lips. He suddenly felt free, without a care in the world, which is kind of the point of riding a motorcycle.

The next scream Steve heard out of Peter was one of ecstasy.

Upon arrival at the tower, Peter was trembling with adrenaline, a huge smile plastered on his face as he took off his helmet.

"You were right that was...amazing! I never want to take the car again! That adrenaline rush is just as amazing as swinging around New York! Can you teach me how to drive? I–" Steve chuckled as he cut off Peter's incessant rambling. "Slow down kid. I don't think Tony would appreciate it if I taught you how to drive a motorcycle,–" he sighed as he looked into those big brown eyes, now filled with disappointment, "no promises but I will talk to him about it alright?"

"Yes! You're the best Steve!" Steve was taken by surprise when he felt Peter's arms around his waist but was quick to respond to the teen's hug. One arm moved around his back and he rested one hand on top of Peter's head, ruffling his hair a bit.

"Now," Peter pulled himself away from Steve, "let's talk about you and Nat." Steve groaned in response.

Tony lounged on the couch in the living quarters of Stark Tower, reading some documents on his tablet when the elevator dinged, signalling its arrival. Steve and Peter stepped into the living room. A smirk appeared on Tony's face when he noticed the teen. He put his tablet down and stood up from the couch.

"How was the ride to the tower?" He asked with a twinkle of amusement flashing through his eyes, hoping the teen had hated it. Peter opened his mouth to respond to his mentor with honesty.

He was aware that Tony was bating him, since this had been payback for him spraying webfluid all over his face but Tony's plan had failed.

Yes he had hated it but only for a couple of minutes and he was about to tell him this when Tony started laughing. He frowned before asking, "What's so funny?" This only resulted in more laughter.

"Sorry...helmet hair does not suit you kid." Tony said in between chuckles as he pointed at the now flat mop of curls on the teens head. "You know what, the ride was great thank you very much and my hair wouldn't look this way if it weren't for you..I'm going to start on my homework." Came Peter's grumbled reply before he slung his backpack over his shoulder and made his way toward his room. When he thought he was out of Tony's sight, he attempted to fix the mop of hair on his head.

Tony turned to Steve, still smirking. "Tell me, how terrified was he really?"

"He actually enjoyed it..., you know how you mentioned you wanted to buy a car for Peter's 16th birthday?" Tony fixed him with a confused glare before responding, "Yeah, why?"

"Well I think you might want to change it to a motorcycle, maybe a nice Kawasaki Vulcan S, I think he'll love it. I can teach him how to drive." Steve answered him as he clapped Tony on the shoulder, an evil smirk on his lips, before making his way to the kitchen, Tony hot on his heels.

"What are you talking about? Steve? Steve! He was supposed to hate it remember, you told me he would! Steve answer me," he followed his friend into the kitchen before he added, "and what do you mean you can teach him how to drive?"

That's it for this chapter, hope it was anything you expected it to be! As a motorcycle fanatic myself I couldn't help myself and have Peter actually enjoy it. Now I don't know much about the law in the US about legal age to drive a motorcycle, but since you can drive a car when you're 16, I thought i'd run with it, maybe Tony will buy him a bike in another chapter, who knows haha.

Let me know what you thought, reviews are much appreciated and until the next chapter:)